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Lyrical Research Submissions

Written documentation from The Narrator's observations and contributions to Project: Chronicle in release order.

The Prologue

Shaking off the cobwebs

 

Listen closely ‘cus I'm about to

Drop it all on you

Here's the mission, there's your quarry

Don't get too attached

 

Sentiment is an Achilles heel

And I'm no specialist

But suck it up, squash down your feels

And then you'll never wish

 

To daydream of another reality

Where hope lifts and dreams don't go to die

Imagine a shift in mentality

Where we all have a grip on our sanity

 

Ooh

We're all losing out on a fairy tale

Ooh

Too focused on making a living hell

Ooh

Could somebody contradict me

Or better yet

Take me to

A conclusion shaped like you

 

Shaking off the cobwebs

 

Had you believing in the first half

That we're gonna hold your hand and draw your path

Every day is a choice, so rejoice because that's the way

That we were born, not made

So we're gonna turn a page on the mindset (on what?)

Create a stage for the Reject

And eject the weight of the uniform

We conform

No, we'll reform

To the new narrators

To the world creators

To the dreamers, the schemers

The “Can't stop”, believe us

So we'll act loud, we'll stand proud

Till they start to see us

Shaking off the cobwebs

 

Sentiment is a golden fleece

But we're no specialists

So don your cloak, find your release

Carry out your wish

 

To daydream of another reality

Where hope lifts and dreams don't go to die

Imagine a shift of mentality

Where we all have a grip on our sanity

 

Ooh

We're all losing out on a fairy tale

Ooh

Too focused on making a living hell

Ooh

Could somebody contradict me

Or better yet

Take me to

A conclusion shaped like you

 

Yeah, I'll crack my knuckles, yeah, we all crack on

Does no one else sense that something's wrong

Could somebody come and contradict me

Or better yet 

Take me to

A conclusion shaped like you

 

Shaking off the cobwebs, scribe down the log

Fill up the inkwell, call this the Prologue

The Prologue

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The Change

Nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah

 

Regrets, regrets, regrets

I can't keep them out my

Hair, my hair, my hair

And I'm changing the colour, the tone, don’t care

Cus I'm dyeing inside, outside

 

The change, the change, the change

It keeps pulling me forward

I can't stop falling, but they're drawing up borders and

I can’t help feeling like I’m dying inside outside

 

Won't look back over my shoulder and

Turn to salt

Won't look back over my shoulder and

Blame my faults 

Yeah

 

Hum that tune, that song, that melody

Like nah nah nah nah, sing my remedy

I crave some progression

Cus I’m still dying inside, outside

 

The Change, the Change, the Change

It keeps pulling me

Forward, I thirst for first, some attention

But the world; it's spinning slower

And we’re dying inside out

 

Won't look back over my shoulder and

Turn to salt

Won't look back over my shoulder and

Blame my faults 

See, it's one step forward and I gotta pull myself out the grave

Two steps further and we're gonna break free of our cage

 

Pull the focus from

Pull it all back

 

Pull the focus from, go


 

Won’t keep track of the failures that came before

Don’t keep track of the progress of those we adore

See, it's one step forward and I gotta pull myself out of the grave

See, it's two steps further and we’ve gotta keep our heads above the waves

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Ephesians

I don’t see the value in being an afterthought

These trials and tribulations, the battles that we’ve fought

Are all losing wars
In our heads,
In our lives
In our souls 

(Still fighting wars)

In our heads,
In our lives
Inner souls 

 

I don’t see the value of playing make-believe
The only faith in success boils down to squashing those beneath
And they’re fighting wars

In our heads,
In our lives
In our souls 

 

In our heads,
In our lives
Inner souls

 

Lord, forgive me, I
Lord, forgive me, I’ll

 

Pray for redemption,
We’re all Chronic Deceivers
Wishing someone could save us

And I’ll pray for your mercy
We’re all chronic deceivers

Wishing someone could save us

Woah

 

I don’t see the value in damning those above

Wanting to be more than doesn’t make us any less
Than those losing wars

 

In our heads,
In our lives
In our souls 

 

In our heads,
In our lives
Inner souls

 

Lord forgive me, I
Lord forgive me, I’ll

Lord forgive me, I
Lord forgive me, I’ll

 

Pray for redemption,
We’re all Chronic Deceivers
Wishing someone could save us

And I’ll pray for your mercy
We’re all chronic deceivers

Wishing someone could save us

Give me the armour of words
And I’ll cut down the hurt
Cus we’re all

Chronic Deceivers

Chronic Deceivers

Wishing someone could save us

 

Can't help but think that you deceived me,

Playing god, acting like you'd always need me,

Promised the world, swore that you'd never leave me

Now, I'm the fool cus I believed you, chronic deceiver

Can't help but think that you deceived me,

Playing god, acting like you'd always need me,

Promised the world, swore that you'd never leave me

Now, I'm the fool cus I believed you, chronic deceiver

Can't help but shrink

 

(Can’t help but think) it’s in my head
(Can’t help but sink) In my life
(Can’t help but shrink, can't help but sink) in my soul

In our souls

(Can’t help but think) it’s in my head
(Can’t help but sink) In my life
(Can’t help but shrink, can't but sink) 

Can't help but shrink

Can't help but shrink

 

Pray for redemption,
We’re all Chronic Deceivers
Wishing someone could save us

Give me the armour of words
And I’ll cut down the hurt
Cus we’re all

Chronic Deceivers

We're all Chronic Deceivers

Wishing someone could save us

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Out of Fashion

Why do good things have to go out of fashion?

Wrap me up in a cloak of passion

And keep me safe

Safe from myself

 

Oh look I've gone numb again,

2am and I'm feeling nothing,

I got me questioning love like I'm
missing something out of my life and I’m

Wishing that I’ll be worth much more

 

Oh hark it's that voice again,

1pm and I'm drifting away,

I gotta keep pulling on the tug rope
Fight myself like I'm fighting a war

Kid myself like I’ll never stop learning, I’ll get schooled

 

Is it infatuation of the chase?

Or a hunger to fill the void?

Is it giving too much of me?

Or am I taking too much for granted

 

Why do good things have to go out of fashion?

Wrap me up in a cloak of passion

And keep me safe

Safe from myself

 

Oh look there's that spark again,

Xpm but you're not focusing

Got you distracted from the moment like I
Planned out was I gonna say like I,

Ran out reasoning

 

Is it infatuation of the chase?

Or a hunger to fill the void?

Is it giving too much of me?

Or am I taking too much for granted

 

Why do good things have to go out of fashion?

Wrap me up in a cloak of passion

And keep me safe

Safe from myself

Why do the little things seem so obvious?

Suit me up, put me into action

But keep me safe

Safe from myself

 

These thoughts, they do their damage

I can barely manage

To keep it together

To keep it together

 

These thoughts, they do their damage

I can barely manage

To keep it together

We got to do better

We've got to let our past selves go

Let our past selves grow

 

Why do good things have to go out of fashion?

Wrap me up in a cloak of passion

And keep me safe

Safe from myself

Why do the little things seem so obvious?

Suit me up, put me into action

But keep me safe

Safe from myself

Kintsugi

I can’t help myself from

Getting stuck in

Seeking problems out when

The solution

 

Is resting in my hands

Or so I’m told

I’ll figure it out,

When I’m older

 

You bore a key

To a locked sin

Keeping problems out

So you should let me in

 

You’ve got the glue to bind me together

I need the break, to come back better

 

Kintsugi

come back better, come back home

come back better, come back stronger

come back better, come back home

Kinstugi, oh!

 

Take a step back

See the bigger picture

Reset your eyes, reset your eyes

 

Piece by piece,

We pick up piece by piece

Give it a rest, reset your mind

And see it all anew

 

I can’t help myself from

Watching the cracks

Form in the mirror breaking

Or am I just mistaking

 

One man’s treasure melt into

Another’s fallacy

I need a break

Escape reality

 

Kintsugi

(come back better, come back home

come back better, come back stronger

come back better, come back home)

Kinstugi, oh!

 

Take a step back

See the bigger picture

Reset your eyes, reset your eyes

 

Piece by piece,

We pick up piece by piece

Give it a rest, reset your mind

And see it all anew

 

Piece by piece,

We pick up piece by piece

We pick up piece by piece

We pick up piece by piece

 

We pick up-

 

Take a step back

See the bigger picture

Reset your eyes, reset your eyes

 

Piece by piece,

We pick up piece by piece

Give it a rest, reset your mind

And see it all anew

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October

Pathetic fallacy always seems to fit the mood

You’re happy staying in this grey

(Just pine away)

And I don’t mean to seem rude but

I don’t like being stuck in the way

The way

 

That we seem trapped in phantasma

We deserve a little more than this

Autumn leaves were falling in colour

But I missed it all when you blew your kiss

 

So won’t you stay
Alright with the same routine

But I’m making moves, I’ve gotta lose the pessimist in me

So won’t you change

Grow with me

 

Acts of hypocrisy always feel so hard to chew,

Can’t you swallow some of your pride?

Yeah, I don’t mean to be crude,
but I don’t think I like seeing the way

You hurt 

 

It seems we’re trapped in phantasma

We deserve a little more than this

Autumn leaves were falling in colour

But I missed it all when you cast your spell

 

So won’t you stay
Alright with the same routine

But I’m making moves, I’ve gotta lose the pessimist in me

So won’t you change

Grow with me

 

Grow with me

 

So won’t you stay
Alright with the same routine

But I’m making moves, I’ve gotta lose the pessimist in me

So won’t you change

Grow with me

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